Kelly was still seated in the booth, enjoying the warmth and the pleasure of having her belly stuffed with all that delicious food. Her hands were unconsciously roaming that expanse, feeling the plushness of it, caressing it. She looked down, a dazed smile on her face, as she idly wondered where her perfectly toned and sculpted abs had gone. As that thought entered her mind, Kelly returned into herself, looking down in horror seeing the massive expanse pushing out of her, at her middle.
She barely managed to suppress the shriek she so wanted to let out, as she realized that in one single meal, she had destroyed a couple of years’ worth of training. She slowly began to rise from the booth, expecting to feel the heavy load of her full belly but, was surprised in seeing how light the bloated paunch she had seemed to be. Still, she hurried outside of the fast-food place, briskly walking toward the park, where she could find a place to be a bit more secluded than the middle of the street.
As soon as she was on her own, she tried to inspect herself, noticing that most of the weight seemed to be still in her middle, which still looked bloated and full to her eyes.
‘How could I have been so careless? Why did I went into that place and stuffed myself with all this… this…’
‘This deliciously good food…’
‘This…deliciously…what? No! This isn’t good for me! What’s happening to me? I’m not like this…I don’t enjoy junk food…I…’
She would have said that she hated it but, something within her forced her to think differently on the matter.
‘I Love it…What!? No! This can’t be real…I can’t… I don’t…’
Kelly, deep in thought, was pacing herself around a somewhat secluded cluster of trees, her belly bobbing up and down as she briskly walked around, as she tried to understand what was going on with her.
The Chubby Primary watched this woman with interest in its eyes. She seemed to be fighting back against his desires. This fact intrigued it somewhat. Yet, although knowing that in the end she was going to be enslaved into the role it had in mind for her, it didn’t crush her with all of its power, choosing instead to let her put on the futile resistance, so that victory over her foolish will was going to be even sweeter, in the long run. Keeping her under surveillance, it let her go for the moment, letting her have a moment of respite from its influence.
Kelly, as she paced around, suddenly began to feel less oppressed, as she felt suddenly free of whatever spell she had been under. As her awareness about her body returned, she clenched her teeth in anger, needing an escape goat to accuse for what had happened to her.
“She’s done it…that Fat Cow I met here in the park…She’s done something to me…
Still, I’ve gotta to step up my training. Have to lose this belly as soon as I can. Can’t afford anyone to seeing me like this.”
With this new resolve in mind, she quickly returned to her car and quickly sped off, deciding to lock herself in her house, where she could easily train and diet, until the object of her inner guilt would have vanished once more. Yet, although feeling safe within her home, surrounded by diet food and energy drinks, she didn’t know that it was a losing battle.
As she was home, the first thing she did was to check herself, to take back her measures and weight, almost crying in realization that after a single meal, she had managed to gain almost five pounds. In anger she screamed and shrieked, unable to see how that was possible. Her body was the epitome of health, her metabolism as high as it could get, she shouldn’t have gained one full pound, let alone five of them.
And yet, her scale did not lie.
At first, she wanted to believe her own lies. But she knew where that road brought to.
If you started giving yourself excuses, you would just end up in a downward spiral that would have made you absolutely massive by the time you realized your own mistakes. She had seen it many times as she trained all kind of people, from men to women. She wasn’t going to repeat the same mistakes.
Exchanging her sweaty work out suits for a clean one, she quickly took a sip from one of her energy drinks, before closing herself in her own gym room, as she ran and trained and lifted weights. Everything she could think of to make that horrible paunch disappear, at the very least. Yet, as she sweated and exercised, deep in her mind the roots of doubt began to grow, to expand and infect the rest of her mind with its tendrils.
‘What if I can’t get my body back? My career will be ruined… I will be out of a Job… I wouldn’t be able to sustain myself. I…I don’t want to end up like one of those beached whales that are too big to move…’
‘You won’t. But, you’ll see it with time…You too will fall under My rule. No one can escape me.
Not even you, Kelly.’
As she stopped, feeling drained and with a strange sudden cold shiver, Kelly sloppily began to walk out of the room, feeling painfully exhausted as she had never felt before. It was strange, after a workout, no matter how intense it had been, she had always felt tired, yes, but never in pain.
Now, instead, she felt aching all over. As if she had never trained before.
‘That’s just crazy…I…I’ll just have a quick dinner and then straight to bed. Tomorrow will be a better day.
One without those hideous fatso’s around me.’
As Kelly entered her kitchen, she began rummaging through her cupboards and the fridge, preparing a bowl for herself, wanting to make a nice salad, along with one of her vegetables shakes. Just what she needed after such a stressful day. Yet, as she thought of preparing herself the salad, her body was in truth taking the phone and dialing a local fast-food restaurant.
It was as if two different versions of Kelly were there in the room.
The first one, the one to which Kelly identified herself with, was preparing a rich salad, adding within egg’s white and some strips of grilled chicken to give it a bit of substance to it.
The second one, her own real body, was instead dialing a local Domino’s ordering three XL pizza pies, along with a few oily and greasy side dishes.
For the entire evening, Kelly kept having this weird feeling of duplicity, as she saw herself prepping up the table with her salad bowl, as she saw herself eating it and felt its refreshing goodness, and yet, it seemed to her that in the back of her mind, she wasn’t having salad for dinner, but something much greasier and heavier. For in truth, as Kelly sat at her table, in front of her there wasn’t any bowl but the three massive pizza’s she had ordered.
The Chubby Primary observed the situation unfold with a laugh, how could this woman believe to escape its clutches, when she wasn’t even able to notice the illusion it had applied to her mind?
As the night wore on, and Kelly finished her dinner, she felt downright stuffed and full. Her mind told her that, in hunger, she had cleared the salad bowl she had prepared, which was something she usually wouldn’t do but, nothing too harmful. The truth was much worse.
She was leaning back against her chair, her stuffed paunch billowing out in front of her, as most of the three large pies had been greedily stuffed in there, along with several of the greasy side dishes she had ordered. Yet, as full as she was, she nonetheless, was even now chugging down the two-liters bottle of soda she had requested with her order. Letting out then a massive belch, that left her breathless but satisfied.
“*Huff*…Man…Didn’t…remember that…salad…was so…filling. Better…go and…sleep this all…off…”
As her body worked in overdrive to digest and distribute all those calories within her system, she rose without an issue from the chair, even though her jutting belly was so big and round that had to be a considerable weight on her back. Yet, Kelly stood up without feeling slowed down at all.
The Chubby Primary took care of its own.
‘You won’t have, ever, any issue in moving around and do things, Kelly…all of my servants can do whatever they wish…as long as they obey my rule.’
The woman, deaf to the words of the entity watching over her, cleaned her kitchen, making any evidence of the binge disappear from view, and then went to her own bedroom where, despite not having any clothes that could cover her bloated belly, she changed into a pair of silky pajamas, before putting herself to bed, falling asleep almost immediately, hoping for a less strange day to come forward…
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